Like many (I’d wager most) “professional” artists, Jaya Howey is also a teacher. But while the tendency among his contemporaries is to compartmentalize their paired roles out of an unstated concern that the prosaic realities of the latter will tarnish the mystic aura of the former, Howey used this exhibition to dissolve the barrier between them. Although the past ten years have seen the emergence of art-as-pedagogy as a fully fledged subgenrethink, to pick one historically aware example, of the Bruce High Quality Foundation’s riffs on Beuys’s chalkboardsit hasn’t consistently focused on the specific challenges of teaching at art institutions. But by rendering typewritten pages of syllabi for courses he teaches at Boston Universitya first-year graduate sculpture and painting seminar, an undergraduate “junior painting studio,” and an undergraduate painting